"Mm," An Ruo murmured in response, then asked nonchalantly, "What were you doing? Why are you only getting back now?"
Tang Yuchen gazed at her tenderly without speaking, a shallow smile playing around his lips.
Her face turned embarrassed, and she stood up, speaking coolly, "I’m going to sleep."
Just as she was about to step away, her wrist was grasped. The man pulled steadily, drawing her into his embrace, making her sit on his lap.
An Ruo was about to get angry when he swiftly clasped her head and sealed her lips, not giving her the slightest chance to resist. He kissed her deeply, quickly causing her whole body to melt.
Reluctantly releasing her lips, An Ruo leaned in his arms gasping softly, looking up at him with eyes that were blurred and watery, while the man’s eyes darkened.
He scooped her up in his arms and walked towards the bedroom he was staying in.
An Ruo knew what he wanted to do; she wanted to stop him, but she couldn’t utter a word, implicitly consenting to his actions.
The two hadn’t been in such perfect harmony in a long time. That night, Tang Yuchen wanted her madly for a long duration. Only when she became so exhausted that she didn’t have any strength left in her body, not even enough to open her eyes, did he finally let her be.
Waking up early the next morning, An Ruo opened her eyes to find she was in the master bedroom. Kangkang was already awake, sitting quietly by her side playing on his own, not disturbing her.
She turned to sit up, wincing from a back that felt nearly broken.
Last night’s events weren’t a dream; she was sore all over. She didn’t even notice when Tang Yuchen had carried her back to the master bedroom.
Leading the child out of the bedroom, they discovered Tang Yuchen making breakfast, with Aunt Zhou nowhere to be seen at home.
In the kitchen, he was rolling up his sleeves and skilfully frying sunny-side-up eggs.
An Ruo stood at the doorway, staring at him lost in thought, and realized that the man bustling about the kitchen looked really good.
Tang Yuchen glanced over at her and the child, smiling and saying, "Go sit down, breakfast will be ready soon."
"Where did Aunt Zhou go?" she asked, puzzled.
"I told her to go home and rest for a few days and then come back," he replied.
Laughing, the man said, "I’m free these days, so I’ll take care of you two."
In fact, he just wanted to spend a few days alone with mother and son.
"Oh," An Ruo responded lightly, not saying anything more.
She carried Kangkang to sit down, and it wasn’t long before Tang Yuchen brought over the prepared breakfast.
He made sunny-side-up eggs, milk, and porridge. After the three of them had breakfast, he cleared the dishes and went to wash them. An Ruo wanted to help, but he wouldn’t allow it.
They didn’t go out today, instead staying at home to play.
Tang Yuchen cooked both lunch and dinner, taking care of all the household chores. He had never done so many chores in his life, but he did them very well.
When An Ruo praised him for being good at housework, he laughed and said, "If you put your heart into it, you can do anything well."